Zhu Tianyuan rolled his eyes at him. He was about to lecture him when he launched into a coughing fit. The direct battle with the elites of the seven allied nations had dealt him heavy damage. Let alone lecturing someone, it was impressive enough that he managed to emerge from the battle standing.
Zhu Honggong was speechless. He said, "Master has just given me an earful, and now, you too?"
Zhu Tianyun said sulkily, "Didn't he compliment you?"
"He lectured me first before showering me with compliments."
"My son, you must bring this up to your master if you have the chance… I'm counting on you to take over the Ancient Saint Cult," Zhu Tianyun said.
"I know, I know," Zhu Honggong said absent-mindedly.
